Charity felt crumpled and wrung out after her cry, like a sponge that had gone through a week of dishes. Of course Lady Beddington said things would be better in the morning, after a good...

It’s a comforting thought knowing that no matter how old I get, I can always get older.

Of all the comforting objects in this world, few things are as reassuring and accepting as books.

On the death of a friend, we should consider that the fates through confidence have devolved on us the task of a double living, that we have henceforth to fulfill the promise of our friend’s...

The cure for a broken heart is simple, my lady. A hot bath and a good night’s sleep.

God be thy comfort.God loves you.God will take care for you.